Suddenly
there arises
the end of what
never was~
what never was
may seem to have
delayed the end
but what never was
never began~~
~~Robert Frost
The beauty of Stories~~~
Suddenly
there arises
the end of what
never was~
what never was
may seem to have
delayed the end
but what never was
never began~~
~~Robert Frost
It's
all a story
with no need
to say more:
complete
inexplicable
already...
Any
image seems as
arguing for
what is not~
and it may be
double-jointed..
~~
Neutrality
begs the between
but there is no
between-which is
an appearance of
neutrality along with
the other two~~
Immediacy
may seem to
have a quality
of time which
masks its
timeless intent~
The
eraser
is a tool
tempting and
threatening in use~
but it may suggest
a removal to
an immediacy
seeming as
love of
nothing at all~~
Reality
in the conventional story
is the split nature
of everything~
In the non-dual story
it is the emptiness of everything~
Yet all these words seem to split
what cannot be split~
Maybe reality is an
ice cream cone~~
Noting
the splits
all around and
longing for mending
what is not split..
nothing appears
as this paradoxical
story inviting
dismissal...
It's
all inscrutable
but that's forgotten
in the wish to
tell a story
shaded in
sadness and
delight~and to
invite others to
come and see~~
Waiting~
can appear as
an undesirable delay
in reaching a goal~
separation's painful
emptiness awaiting
fulfillment~
Nothing
is concealed~~